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Meanwhile, in the Wang household, something similar to Qiao Xin's situation seemed to be unfolding—
"Is this the thing Ye Chuan gave you?" Old Master Wang examined the pill in his hand, deep in thought.
It looked like some kind of bizarre, twisted relic—like something scraped off a wandering monk.
And the smell wasn’t exactly pleasant either.
Wait, no—did this thing actually come from someone’s armpit?!
Wang Yanran nodded and explained, "Grandfather, Ye Chuan said this pill replenishes qi and blood. He offered us one for free, but if we need more, we can trade them for spirit essence."
Replenish qi and blood?
Like some kind of Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pill?
"Qi and blood are indeed vital for us super-warriors, but I’ve never heard of any medicine that can replenish them specifically for our kind," Old Master Wang muttered to himself. He prided himself on his vast knowledge, but it seemed there were still experts beyond his understanding.
Could it be that Ye Chuan had a large supply of these pills? Enough to trade for spirit essence?
But if it was just some ordinary qi-and-blood tonic for regular people, its value would pale in comparison to spirit essence.
Truthfully, the Wang family had plenty of spirit essence, but those were the foundation of their super-warrior lineage—their core assets. Trading them away was usually out of the question.
The previous generous offer had already been Old Master Wang’s greatest show of sincerity toward Ye Chuan.
"Grandfather, should we have someone test it?" Seeing her grandfather lost in thought, Wang Yanran suggested.
Having witnessed Ye Chuan’s methods firsthand, she was certain this pill was no ordinary thing.
It might even have miraculous effects.
Old Master Wang agreed with his granddaughter’s intuition. To her surprise, he popped the pill straight into his mouth.
"Grandfather?!" Wang Yanran hadn’t expected him to take it himself.
"It’s fine." Old Master Wang was curious about the pill’s potential effects, but the moment it touched his tongue, the foul, fishy taste nearly made him gag—
Ugh, this is disgusting!
He couldn’t be blamed—even Ye Chuan had nearly vomited when he first took it.
But soon, Old Master Wang felt the overwhelming potency of the medicine. A tingling warmth spread through his body, as if he were soaking in a hot spring in the dead of winter. Every pore in his skin seemed to open, and he couldn’t help but let out a satisfied groan, "Ooooh-hoo?"
"Grandfather?" Wang Yanran stared at him, alarmed by his strange noises.
"Incredible! This medicine is truly incredible!" Old Master Wang felt his qi and blood surging, as if he’d regained decades of youth.
"Marvelous, absolutely marvelous."
As Old Master Wang reveled in the effects of the Deer Blood Pill, Wang Yanran watched in astonishment. Her grandfather’s complexion had turned rosy, his vitality restored like a withered tree sprouting new leaves.
For a moment, she wondered if he’d taken something far stronger.
Despite his generally robust health, the pill had given him the vigor of a man reborn—like a second spring of life.
"My strength… has actually increased?" Suddenly, Old Master Wang let out a surprised sound. Sensing the surge in his power, he was stunned.
After turning eighty, he hadn’t made any progress in years—yet this pill had shattered that stagnation in moments!
"Trade for it! Yanran, go ask how much spirit essence is needed for one pill!" Old Master Wang immediately recognized the pill’s priceless value.
Spirit essence could be replenished, but an opportunity like this might never come again!
The thought even made him worry—what if other super-warrior families found out about this medicine?
"Right away, Grandfather!" Seeing his urgency, Wang Yanran understood the gravity of the situation and hurried off.
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Meanwhile, at the Luo residence.
"Ye Chuan, the chairman just called me. She said the medicine worked and wants to buy more. She also asked how many pills make up a full treatment—how many are needed for a complete cure." Luo's father was surprised. The medicine had only been delivered a short while ago, yet Qiao Xin had already responded.
"How many to cure her completely…" Ye Chuan rubbed his chin. The Deer Blood Pill wasn’t a cure—it just replenished qi and blood.
If she wanted a full recovery, Ye Chuan was willing to sell her a half-finished Rejuvenation Pill—but not yet.
She’d have to buy at least two or three rounds first, right?
Ye Chuan wasn’t running a charity, and for a corporate tycoon, shelling out some extra cash was hardly a hardship.
"Tell her three pills make one treatment. A bulk purchase discount brings it to eight hundred thousand."
Eight hundred thousand…
Luo's father’s lips twitched. How could this kid toss out numbers like that so casually?
Had he already grown this capable?
"Eight hundred thousand?!" Luo Xi’s eyes widened. Just yesterday, she’d been fretting over jars worth a few coins, and now Ye Chuan was casually closing deals in the hundreds of thousands?
"Alright."
But since Ye Chuan had spoken, Luo's father—acting as the middleman—relayed the message.
Almost instantly after he sent it, Qiao Xin replied.
Qiao Xin: Understood, sir. Could you ask if, for one million, the medicine could be delivered as quickly as possible?
Luo's father: "…"
He turned to Ye Chuan, who was casually eating fruit, and said, "She’s offering a million but wants it delivered ASAP."
"How ASAP are we talking?" Ye Chuan frowned. "If it’s too urgent, I might not have any ready."
Seeing his hesitation, Luo's father pressed, "How long would it take?"
The sooner the better—after all, an extra two hundred thousand was nothing to scoff at.
"Tomorrow at the earliest," Ye Chuan said.
It wasn’t like he could just start brewing pills right here in Luo Xi’s house.
Not happening.
Luo's father was speechless. If tomorrow was the earliest, that was already lightning-fast.
The way Ye Chuan had phrased it made it sound like it’d take months.
He relayed Ye Chuan’s response.
Qiao Xin: Thank you! [flowers][flowers]
Qiao Xin: Please provide the payment account details.
Luo's father: Payment account: [Ye]
Qiao Xin fell silent—perhaps she was processing the transfer.
...
Unbeknownst to them, Qiao Xin’s heart was racing. She recognized that account name.
Wasn’t this the same young man who had saved her before?
Could the medicine seller be him?!
Fate—this had to be fate.
Her pulse quickened as she immediately reached out, hoping to meet him in person—and included a coded message.
When Luo's father received it, he frowned in suspicion. "Ye Chuan, do you know that chairman?"
"Huh? What chairman? I don’t know any."
"She asked if you’ve been to the outskirts, and if you remember ‘that night’ with her—something about a car and a ‘city beauty.’"
Luo Xi, who had been smiling moments ago, froze.
Luo Xi: Not happy.
Another one?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
